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The Good Ship – Avast! Wretched Sea

Review by Lisa Dib

the good ship

The Good Ship

Avast! Wretched Sea

Brisbane band The Good Ship's debut album reminds me happily of Canadian band Great Big Sea; a darker, grittier Great Big Sea, mind, but the lilting nautical mood and Irish pub-style sing-along niche remains. 

Avast! opens with A Harbour Fair, introducing us to this album chock-a-block, to employ my Nana’s language, of jig-worthy sea shanties of debauchery, ale and mischief. 

A Harbour Fair also, as well as speedy guitar, accordion and fiddle, utilizes the much-loved yet bizarre lagerphone amidst the “hey, hey, heys” and the great phrase “…with a buxom harlot on each knee”

Standout track These Are A Few of My Favourite Flings is less nautical-themed- despite the accordion- but entails all that we realize The Good Ship are peddling; it’s less Pogues, but no less wicked. Flings is a darkly catchy chronicle of- presumably- singer Darryl Grey’s various wanton conquests and torrid punisheresses. 

One feels very un-Christian when imagining this montage of impiety, but it’s great fun nonetheless; “Rebel was punk/ With a snake tattoo upon her cunt/ Said she wanted to connect the dots, with all her piercings/ These are a few of my favourite flings”

Sea Monster employs the growl of John Meyer, as opposed to Grey, who usually takes the vocal reigns, and Meyer does well to perform a dark tale of a sailor’s worst nightmare. It sounds like something The Damned might have performed, if The Damned ever used castanets (did they? Not that I know of). 

6000 Cocks – charming- follows, and it’s essentially what it sounds like; it’s a bare track, with just the aforementioned Grey and Meyer on vocals. It’d be an earnest ballad if it wasn’t about sucking dick and drugs, but who can ever keep up with kids these days? Pokemon one day, fellatio the next.

18 When You’re 44 is about that special breed of woman that- how to put it nicely?-  lacks in decorum. It’s much folksier and has a sort of Crowded House sound to it, though I can’t imagine Neil Finn ever remarking that someone had their “tits hanging out”. No judgement; hey, sometimes it happens. Tavern Song; here’s the Pogues-style call and response vocals, with marching band drums and full-bodied pub accordion.

It is, of course, about the dangers of hanging out too long at the local brew-house, for fear of spousal retribution; “If you find me down at the tavern at twelve/ Don’t worry, my dear, fear not for our wealth/ I’m shouting Carmicheal a gin for his health/ If I’m down at the tavern at twelve”

The album takes a decidedly slower, more trad-folk ballad turn here, with No Shortage of Company and Bury Me, the latter being a rich country tale of death, of course. I Can Make Her Laugh is a return to form, and a prime example of what The Good Ship are becoming notorious for all across the land. Folksy alt.country with a lovely appearance by mandolin; “I can make her laugh, but I can’t make her cum” sings Grey, a problem with I think is more prevalent in young males than the boys of Australia are willing to admit. Ooh-err.

Cut Off My holds some more morbid lyricism (“You were convinced that I was still telling a million lies/ And so you held me down and cut out my eyes”) with some dark and foreboding acoustic guitar as a backdrop. 

Last Song of the Night won’t disappoint you if you had so far enjoyed the rambunctious rowdiness of The Good Ship’s unique canon; Night is a slow-paced accordion wailer to finish off the record; the kind of torch song that causes the pub patrons to throw their arms around each other and spill their pints as their sway in something almost like unison and sing, in a manner of speaking, very loudly…followed, usually, by declarations of love that might usually have remained dormant were it not for the mental and emotional lubrication of ale. Good times. 

And, you know, that’s what The Good Ship are all about.

So I thoroughly recommend giving Avast! Wretched Sea a whirl if you are prone to flights of nautical and cheeky fancy, as well as some very fine and multi-faceted musicianship. Avast, to dinner!

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RATING: 4 out of 5




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